A frosty morning walk at Green Lake, an oasis of calm hidden from the Whistler Winter 2010 Olympic party, especially at the crack of dawn as the sun creeps over those peeks.
Hudson and I worked on whistle recalls today–hopefully this will come in handy while cross country skiing should I need to control him from a distance, or stop him at once. Here he sits waiting for the whistle (three sharp blasts).
And heeeere he comes! Floppy, happy ears and all. At this point it's more about the treaties than anything else.
Hudson sitting on Green Lake ice and in Labrador heaven, watching water ripple and listening to morning ducks in the frosted dry reeds.
He makes me smile.
Published on February 21, 2010 12:26